Still digging in the hoard while playing around, though trying hard to avoid the distractions of things rediscovered in darkened corners.
However, a pigeon arrived and, of course, it had to have a home. I mean, it might have got lost in all the flurry of paper, cardboard and long-stored finery, mightn’t it?
I’ve worked through most of the tall shelves of the bookcase on the left, leaving the modelling clays and ‘gardening’ items alone for the moment. Also had a bit of a rationalisation of its partner shelving (out of the pic) giving a little more book room but it needs a really good sort of the mostly 70s/80s items of furniture I’ve bought and not used.
At ground level under the work bench on the right I’ve been through everything up to and including halfway down its eight foot length, where the lighting set of drawers have been left alone. Too difficult to know what to keep there. Also done about the same amount of clearing up on the surface of the bench itself.
Which brings me round to an area of wall above the other half of the work bench. There’s a set of shallow shelves, originally built to house our daughter’s books and toys when she was very young. It now houses hammers, knives, chisels, bradawls – you get the picture – but also has containers of ends of wood left over from when I first started doing this thing ten, eleven years ago. And that is going to take oh, so very long and today is probably the day, now that there’s a couple of table surfaces free and some actual floor space to walk on.
Then there’ll be the fabrics and off-cuts of cardboard and mountboard that are too small to bag.
Time to dive in once more – anyone notice where I put that dust mask?